Chapter 3: What it means to Tank
Jaime was uncertain.
"Slain? Like dead?" He asked the mysterious voice in the sky.
No...well, no one dies. They die and come back. The more powerful they are the longer they stay dead before they respawn.
"But it hurts doesn't it? I mean, yeah I can feel pain and I'm more tired but..." He couldn't wrap his mind around this. "Is it like when our patterns are copied and stored so when we do 'die', we're just restored to our previous save point?"
What?
"Nevermind."
It's the summoner's magic. There is a death but it isn't permanent. You always come back.
Jaime stared up at the sky whispering, "Dios mio."
All of these people fighting over and over, dying over and over. Why?
Hey we gotta get going, looks like mid is getting pushed.
He moved, moving from brush to brush, despite Khaji Da's protests. These bushes may be rather tall, coming up to his shoulder level but it shouldn't be able to hide other things. It should be nigh impossible! Even if magic were involved.
Jaime had many things happen to him. But this event was rather hard to describe.
He had hidden in the bush and readied his energy cannon. Then, he was going to sneak out, invisible and blast the other mid champion. Even if she was a little girl. Okay, maybe he couldn't blast her, thought Jaime as he stood behind her invisible. He lowered his energy canon.
He really wasn't suited for this.
What happened next still ringed in his mind. The girl turned around, and looked at him, while he was still invisible. She smiled sweetly. "Have you seen my bear, Tibbers?"
Then a 2 ton bear landed on him. A 2 ton bear that was on fire landed on him and began swatting him with dinner plate sized paws.
Everything went grey.
Jaime woke up at the platform.
"What happened?"
Annie stunned and then dropped her bear on you. Answered the summoner unhelpfully. Why didn't you attack?
Jaime rubbed his arm, careful of the spikes that lined body. "She reminded me of my little sister."
Oh. The girl paused. I also noticed you don't strike as hard as you could. The abilities you have listed are rather amazing.
"I don't like killing, Merril." Even if he were in control of a killing machine.
But why are you here? If you don't kill. She asked curiously.
Jaime thought back to the Judgement.
[Jaime's judgement]
"I will bring out your greatest and darkest desire!" Shouted Eclipso.
Wait, didn't he already fight her? And didn't Traci 13 beat her up? Like a playback from a movie his other self appeared and transformed.
The confused other half of himself, dressed in a sweater and lab coat, fingered the material. "What is this?"
"Dentist. Clean teeth." Jaime gestured with a brushing motion.
"This..." His clone frowned. "This is your greatest darkest desire? You have armor that could destroy cities!"
Jaime shrugged. "Hey, it's a good job It pays well and sure it'd suck to go to school for so long and to study but it's worth it."
"You are very strange."
"Yeah. That's what she said."
His clone laughed. "So why did you want to join the League?"
"Figured I'd pay my keep. You guys are helping me go home."
"But what else? This is a field of battle of dea-"
The surroundings fluctuated and his clone became a tall person in a purple costume. "Val? Are you done?" Purple costume guy turned around to see another purple costume person on the ground.
Well that was amusing.
"Khaji!" Jaime hissed under his breath. "What did you do?"
He tried to probe me. It didn't end well for him.
[Back to the match]
Are you ready now? The summoner's voice snapped him out of his reverie.
"Yeah. Hey Merril, is there a way to save people?"
Save? You mean protect the carries?
"Something like that."
Well, if you win the game there is less death and you can peel off attackers from the carries.
"Peel?" He walked past the towers into the forest.
Yes, you can remove attackers by pushing or distracting, blasting or pulling them away.
Now that was something he could do.
Be careful. If you do this and be a tank you'll die a lot more. You're basically going to be soaking up damage. You sure you want to do this?
"Yeah. I'll be a tank." I'll protect people.
Ashe darted back blasting out frozen arrows. She and Alistar were in bot, farming quietly for most of the game. While she would have rather enjoyed a gank or two she understood that new players would be unused to several of the tactics employed.
However, right now a gank would be wonderful. Riven had decided to leap out of the bushes and attack. Riven's leaps and strikes narrowly missed the frost archer. Alistar was busy keeping Sivir off of her, buying her time to flee.
She fired a few more arrows at Riven, slowing her, the frost growing on the fighter's limbs.
Riven pulled back before dashing forward, swinging her sword down, once-twice-three times. Ashe felt her limbs numb, her body locked in an awkward position.
She closed her eyes, as the blade swung down. There was a sharp displacement of air as something large slammed into the area near her. Ashe opened her eyes just in time to see Riven sent flying back. Then she was in the air, cold metal arms held her aloft.
"You okay?" Ashe looked up into yellow eyes. It was the new champion the one that hailed from the Outside.
She was carried back to the turret. The creature gently lowered her back to the ground. It was stronger than it appeared, a small thin being with a somewhat large head and a curious configuration of armor on it's backside.
"Thanks for saving me." She started to recall.
Blue Beetle gave her a thumbs up, where his fingers were curled inward like a fist but his thumb was pointing up. He grinned at her. "No problem."
What an odd creature.